In the next moment, the sharp arrow mercilessly sank into Fan Yinqing's body, and the strong force suddenly made Fan Yinqing's whole person retreat, as if flying backwards, even knocking down the Fan Wang who was protecting him, and finally he fell to the ground heavily.

Fan Wang never expected this, he was shocked for a while, and hurriedly got up to help Fan Yin Qing, "Qing...... Qing'er ......"

"Let's go...... Come on...... Father, ...... you go quickly" Fan Yinqing, who was helped up by King Fan, couldn't help coughing again and again, and every cough was bloody, and Fan Yinqing's entire jaw was dyed red in an instant. Fan Yinqing leaned weakly into King Fan's arms, holding on to his last breath, desperately trying to push King Fan towards the ship that was close to the shore in front of him.

Fan Wang didn't move, refused to let go of Fan Yinqing, and held down the wound of Fan Yinqing's abdomen in a little panic, "No, let's go together, Qing'er ......"

"I ...... I can't...... Father...... You're ...... Come on...... If you don't leave, it's too late......" Fan Yinqing urged with a sigh of relief, and after a few words, the whole person became obviously weaker and weaker, and his face looked pale and angry in the dim moonlight, against the background of blood.

"No......" King Fan still refused, he only had such a son, he was to save him, damn Xin Moge, everything was because of him......

Fan Yinqing, who was still spilling blood with sharp arrows in his body, quickly blurred his vision. But despite this, he still vaguely saw King Fan's anger, and felt that King Fan seemed to want to return to take revenge, so he couldn't help but be anxious, and there was a series of coughs, and even he felt a little difficult to breathe. If he really went back impulsively, there was only one way to die. And if he doesn't hurry up and leave, it's really too late, and Simmogo will be there soon.

Suddenly, I don't know where the strength came from, Fan Yinqing tried all the strength he had left to push King Fan away, gritted his teeth and pulled out the hosta on his hair without hesitation, and directly pressed it against his neck, "Father...... Father...... If you don't go away, I'll die in front of you......"

"Qing'er ......" King Fan was shocked.

"Father, I am ...... now Now it's like this, it's ...... at all I can't go anymore......" After a slight pause, Fan Yinqing couldn't help but close her eyes weakly, just wanted to say that King Fan left her alone, and left immediately, the time was urgent, and then said: "Or...... Maybe fall into the ...... In Xinmoge's hands, there may be a glimmer of life. He...... He may ...... Maybe you won't kill me, not necessarily. So...... So you go quickly...... Really go fast...... It's too late......"

The hand under the sleeve of Fan Wang's shirt was clenched into a fist, and his fingertips were almost deeply clasped into his palm for a while. But I have to say that Fan Yinqing's words are not unreasonable. He is so badly injured now, even if he forcibly takes him away, he is afraid that he will not last long. And falling into the hands of Xin Moge, as long as he successfully escapes tonight, if Xin Moge wants to capture him again, he must use Fan Yinqing as a threat, so he must save Fan Yinqing's life first.

After thinking like this, King Fan gritted his teeth and resolutely stood up, "Qing'er, Father will definitely find a way to come back and save you." ”

When the sound fell, King Fan jumped up, flew onto the boat, and then slammed his palm to the shore, using his strength to make the boat sail away at once, and then hit the water with three palms in a row, making the boat sail away faster and faster.

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